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As a pebble in the pond,
Those waves touched the shore.
Now, they’re coming back to you,
And knocking at your door.
Hide in the night,
Isn’t that your fantasy?
There is no hiding at all,
From what you did to me.
You’ve read too much fiction,
Those pathetic fairy tales.
Life is far different,
And you have tattered sails.
A treasure to distract,
How silly you’ve became.
Think I believe your ploy,
To hide what you’ve done?
There’s a scarecrow hiding,
In those fields of fantasy.
And it’s biding its time,
To make you dream of mercy.
All you are hiding,
Where you’ve hidden your gold.
Who you really are,
And where it is you go.
The one detail you overlooked,
Are the waves that return.
Dramatize it all now,
It will all crash and burn.
Enjoy it while you can,
Because it’s been long coming.
It will be a tragic moment,
And there will be no running.
He’s hiding for the moment,
No, he will not be alone.
A world of force behind him,
A force you face alone.

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